We had our first day of school yesterday and while I know it’s earlier than most institutions start, we were on board and ready. Our schedule works out to be about 6 weeks on, 1 week off, and I love that we get random weeks off to go visit family or take vacations. I did my best to be prepared and ordered monogrammed uniforms (photoshopped out) early in July, gym shoes on tax free weekend, and the unusually long list of school supplies hours before we needed it, but I usually forget something. And, predictably, I did. The night before school started it hit me that I didn’t have a pair of “uniform-approved shoes” for Emma and went running out the door, leaving Steven with a baby who had just pooped in his swim diaper and three very excited kids needing to be put to bed. Thankfully, 20 minutes before closing Gap came through. 😉
So there they all are. The loves of my life. I expected to feel all sorts of feelings, but mostly I was just feeling excited for them. And so proud. (Can you say that?) Shiloh and Keller have an especially challenging couple of months ahead with the language learning curve and I expect them to be extra tired as their brains catch up. Immersion is a funny thing.
Everyone who knows Emma knows that she is always smiling. And that she loves her friends. She could barely contain herself when she was reunited with her girlfriends and found out she was sitting next to them in class (she’ll probably be moved shortly for talking too much like last year, but it’s fun while it lasts!) I wish I could just soak up her enthusiasm for life forever. When I think about the fact I only have her home with me for 9.5 years before college, it takes my breath away.
My little family. I am so blessed to do life with these people.
Walking the halls and taking everyone to their classrooms, I was afraid somebody would cry. But we all were just excited for this new year of possibility and the many experiences we have yet to live. It’s the first year where I feel like life has been calm, settled, and full of rhythm. I have prayed over their classes, their teachers, their friends, and I feel confident that this. This is exactly where we are supposed to be.